Jamaica - Sandals Dunn's River Resort 1/2
Here are the girls at the Internationale' restaurant. Rusty and Jodi, a couple
we met on the bus ride to Dunns' River, joined us. This place
specialized in typical restaurant fare, like steak, seafood,
etc. Part of the fun most nights is dressing for dinner. I
didn't know it
before, but the restaurants at
Sandal's resort are very good. It's nice that they are, because
really can't wander around in Jamaica like most tourist spots.
Plus, we could eat dinner at a restaurants
of any other Sandals resort on Jamaica.
Here we are at the Japanese restaurant. The cook was fine,
although I think he was just a regular cook they had trying
to play the part of one of those guys who throws the knives,
etc. You are expected to dress for dinner, no shorts or sandals (
how ironic for a place named Sandals). Initially, you think dressing up is going to be a pain
in the ass. However, slacks and a golf shirt are fine, and it's
kind of nice. I wouldn't let this requirement scare you off.
This is the scene from the restaurant we went to at the Ocho Rios
Sandals. The setting with its' view of the ocean was very nice. It
got a bit cool after the sun went down, so bear that in mind if you
ever go. What the bad photographer (me) was trying to show and is
hidden by all the whitespace is the ocean.
Jerry and Box and Terry at the tree bar. I think Rusty and
Jodi, and Margaret and Mary are there, too, if you look. We would
meet up with the other couples here before dinner. In the
background you can see the entrance to the "forum", the
niteclub at Dunn's River. Probably the only thing we
were unhappy about was that there was no place to dance. You
had dinner, Sandal's had some form of entertainment at the
Forum, and then that was it. A good niteclub atmosphere with
dance music would really help.
Margaret, Mary, and ? at the tree bar.
Gerald the bartender at the tree bar. We got the feeling that
the resort workers enjoyed their jobs. It made it easier to
relax and enjoy ourselves.
Gerald made us a drink called a "wild horse". Each bartender
seemed to have his own special drink. Jerry, in the din,
Gerald was making us a drink called a "white ass". So that's what we
asked for. Gerald gave us the recipe before we left so we could try
and make them Stateside.